This is a song about "O rides"

But i aint giving no rides to bitches wearing blue garments

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

And i like my window tinted out

I drop o after o of the loud,

O so maybe it's for quite levels

And i need you to show me love

Mother, o my mother!

Baby, you know who you are

Like a villain i'm hated

O wait...your moms already did/

It was so fucken rainy and wendy eya-eya o

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

Doctor told him to eat jelly eya-eya o

Ali shaheed muhammad q-tip i'm trynna follow

He cried like a baby eya-eya o

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though